This allowed me to go to school without my parents having to help.I pointed out that they now could use the money they saved to help put methrough sch...ol to enjoy themselves once I was gone. Since I was an onlychild there was no need to save it anymore.Even though I was not in the popular crowd I did end up getting an inviteto a few graduation parties. I decided to go to the party that was beingheld at the house of one of the prettiest girls in my class. We hadseveral classes together but. Tristan and I are holed-up in my grandpa’s senior apartment for most of each day, watching Netflix or surfing the net, while my mom and grandpa take on the other seniors of the complex, with one game of bridge after the other.This is what finally prompted me to get my drivers license, so I can at least break-free from the ‘senior jail’ for a few hours. Like every year, my mom is already giddy with excitement a week before we leave, humming to herself, and constantly reminding us to look for. "Who's after you?" He wrapped his arms around her, feeling the tremors of her body against him. "Who? Kaylee?" he said, pulling her back a ways until he could see into her face."The killer," she moaned. "He was there with a knife. He's trying to kill me like he did the others." She wrapped herself around him again."Where? Kaylee, come on, you've got to tell me where?" In my room," she whimpered. "He was there, in the corner. He had a knife. All I could see were his eyes and the knife."Gabe. “Hey there,” she said, looking up from her cell phone, “I was just texting with my mom. She’s coming into town tonight and I’m suppose to meet her over at the Hyatt Place. Looks like she’s going to be later than expected.”Of course, my first thought was that her mother was probably about my age, but I dismissed that concern.“Yeah, Joey is out of town and mom was coming in to spend the weekend with me. She likes to stay out of my hair, so, anyway, I was going to meet her at the hotel, but it.